did Ma prepare you for a sick dark world?

Brian sent my mom a Facebook message today.

whats is wrong with your daughter? is she ok ? I tryed numerous time to get a hold of her and she wont reply or return my phone call and let me voice myopinion and tell her what i think and feel. I feel thats really unfair and kinda selfish , everyone knows i wouldn't do that to her. i still care about her and always will, thats what annoys me the most.because the way shes acting doesnt seem like she cares at all,and it drives mecrazy. i feel bad things went the way they did and i cant even tell her.
anyways i just wanted to let you know ...im sure u only hear one side and thats not fair. also when u picked her up in [anonymous Marlyand suburb] i had no idea she left.
anyways enough complaining happy holidays
i called the [anonymous last name] house to wish you all a Thanksgiving [perhaps even a happy one? Typography has never been his forte.]
ps sorry to throw this all at you

This is probably suprising to some, but to those who know Brian as well as our family does, it's not all that shocking. His family is so different from ours. In my mom's words, they have totally different boundaries. Where I grew up, a relationship is between two people and it's really not up to anyone else to influence either party's behavior. Your pain is your own and you work through it by talking to someone- but you have to choose that someone carefully. Your ex-girlfriend's mother is not going to agree with you. I happen to know that I (and my brother, I guess) am the center of my mom's world and an angry, hurt, unstable, and frankly immature ex-boyfriend isn't going to change her mind.
That said, I really do hope he figures out what to do with all his frustration. I know that by not talking to him, I may come off as cold and uncaring, but from my perspective that's okay. The end of a relationship always hurts more for one person, since "mutual" is such a relative term and "amicable" is kind of a joke anyway. The only way he's going to finally get inside his own head and understand his pitfalls is if I remove myself from the equation (a sentiment to which he responded, "what is this, a math problem?" I hung up on him). He just simply can't keep relying on me to ease the pain of what he's been through recently and what he's constantly going through in his head. I wish he weren't too proud to see a therapist, since I believe in the power of talk therapy, but he's told me numerous times that he has no interest in talking to a stranger about his feelings. Strange that he'd have dated a psychology major for so long, since hopefully someday that's how I'll be making a living.

The title of this post is from the Say Anything song, "Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too." It's ordinarily about phone sex, but some of the lyrics seem oddly appropriate now.

Know that you will be my downfall/but I call and I call and I call

Gotta go pick my brother up in Chinatown. Vegan Thanksgiving feast tonight with all my favorite people.